the timeless rose

A velvet blush, a crimson tear, A fragrant sigh upon the air, The rose unfolds, a silken grace, A queen of beauty, time and space. With thorns that guard her fragile heart, She blooms in gardens, plays her part, A symbol pure, a love untold, A story whispered, ages old. From dawn's first light to twilight's hue, Her petals dance, a vibrant dew, A whisper soft, a gentle sigh, A rose's beauty, never to die. In shades of pink and white so bright, She fills the world with pure delight, A fragile bloom, a fleeting grace, A rose's beauty, time and space.